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Chapter 11 Three hundred points are great, so what level is his five thousand points?

In a hut with messy cubicles.

Lan Ying'er, who became the Avatar, was three meters tall, and her head almost touched the ceiling. Her slender figure looked very uncomfortable in Ye Chui's small room.

Ye Chui quickly regained his composure. Is this a survivor who redeemed the bloodline of the Namei people in Avatar? Lan Ying'er transformed in order to show her identity. It turns out that after redeeming the bloodline, she can actually transform into a bloodline form.

It's just...what's the use of turning into a big blue rare animal like Avatar?

He secretly looked at the other party with a curious face. Now that the other party had revealed his true identity, there was no point in pretending to be confused. So he turned on the electric fan in the room and said in a friendly way: "You're welcome, just treat this place as your home."

That’s good.”

"...I just want to be polite." Lan Ying'er sounded helpless.

Looking at the room, she saw that it was a mess that was normal for a single boy, and there was hardly any place to stay. Finally, she carefully sat on the bed, with her two slender legs over one and a half meters intertwined, looking at each other.

Towards a swimsuit poster taped to the wall nearby.

"I stuck it there when I moved in, and the landlord didn't allow me to take it off," Ye Chui explained.

Lan Ying'er gave Ye Chui a strange look, her eyes swept over Ye Chui's obviously abnormal right arm, and a sudden smile appeared on her face.

Young man, you are so diligent!

Ye Chui: "..."

Lan Ying'er's Avatar face became serious and asked: "In the game five days ago, you were the only qualified survivor, right?"

Ye Chui also showed a serious expression. Since people have come to the door, there is no need to deny it. He nodded: "Yes."

"Are Nie Feng and the other five dead?" Lan Ying'er continued.

"...Do you know them?" Ye Chui asked warily.

After the five Nie Fengs die, their existence will be erased, and others will not remember them at all, but fellow survivors will be able to remember their information.

"They have communicated with me before." Lan Ying'er said with some regret. Seeing Ye Chui's wary look, she continued, "Don't be nervous. I am not friends with them. To them, I am more like

…an intermediary.”

"intermediary?"

"I come from the Survivors Alliance, a neutral organization for survivors to communicate and trade."

Lan Ying'er explained: "Some of the items exchanged by the survivors from the world of heaven can be given to the Survivors Alliance to be turned into wealth. We can also help the survivors arrange other things. The Alliance is here to provide convenience to these survivors.

exist."

"Does such an organization still exist?" Ye Chui was slightly startled, but thinking about it, God's game has been going on for many years, and those survivors will definitely unite to build a world of survivors. He asked with some vigilance,

"How did you find me?"

He has been trying to be as careful as possible these days.

"After the game is over, you can call up the list of all survivors by asking the angel, and the newly generated survivors can be investigated. Of course, there is only limited information." Lan Ying'er replied, "We know your name.

and age, it took a lot of effort to determine your specific location."

"So that's it!" Ye Chui suddenly realized.

"Today, there are more than 3,000 survivors of all kinds in the world. We have formed a world of survivors, and the Alliance is an organization that maintains the stability of this world. Almost every survivor has some connection with the Alliance, and new survivors are born.

, we will send someone to negotiate with the other party." Lan Ying'er said, she suddenly looked under the bed next to her, where there were gas flame guns and other things, so she said a little funny, "Why, you are going to exchange it from the world of heavens.

Does gold melt?"

"..." Ye Chui did indeed plan this, but the melting point of gold coins is too high, and it is not easy to melt gold coins with a gas flame gun.

Lan Yinger took out a black card from her pocket and handed it to Ye Chui.

"The front of the card is the URL of Zhutian Network established by the alliance, and the back is the account number and password. You can change the password freely. This is a platform for survivors to communicate with each other. Only survivors are eligible to log in, so I hope you will not use the black card

You can also give us some common items that are inconvenient and will not reveal the existence of the game, and we will help you deal with them and exchange them for wealth."

Ye Chui looked at the card in his hand and asked curiously: "I can directly sell the exchanged gold coins and jewelry to you, right now?"

"I can transfer the gold coins to you now, but it will take some time to process the jewelry." Lan Ying'er smiled and took out her mobile phone as if to dispel Ye Chui's doubts, "You seem to be short of money now.

, we will use 80% of the market price to buy your gold coins, and the remaining 20% ​​is our commission. You can also find a way to deal with it yourself, but you know, it is difficult to deal with things of unknown origin. "

"..."

Ye Chui thought for a moment.

It is indeed difficult to deal with gold coins, especially for an ordinary person like him, and he also wants to try whether the Survivor League is real. Even if he loses all the ordinary items he exchanged for fifty points,

It doesn't count as a loss. If there is danger, he can use the Ring to escape.

He then made a decision and reached out to the bed beside him: "I want to exchange these gold coins into money."

Wow!

The gold coins fell from Ye Chui's hand one by one, making a sweet sound, and soon they piled up into a small mountain, and the gold coins were particularly bright.

At least Lan Ying'er was a little dazzled.

"Holy shit! So many!?" the Avatar girl exclaimed. She exclaimed not because she had never seen so many gold coins before, but because she had never seen a newcomer take out so many gold coins in one go.

It's just...Ye Chui is a little confused. Three hundred gold coins are only thirty points. Is this too much?

"...There are three hundred pieces in total. I tried to melt down two of them, but failed. The dwarf mark on them is gone, but the weight is still there." Ye Chui explained, paused and then said, "

I have weighed these gold coins. Each one weighs 15 grams. The dwarf craftsmanship is good and the weight is exactly the same. The total weight is 4500 grams. The gold price is now about 350 per gram, which means a total of 1.57 million.

Five thousand.”

(The price of gold keeps fluctuating, and the plot here needs to be stable at 350 per gram.)

Lan Ying'er was stunned again. How many times have you calculated these numbers in the past few days?

"Eighty percent of the market price, that's..." Ye Chui calculated in his mind for a moment and came to the conclusion, "1.26 million."

"..."

Lan Ying'er started counting the gold coins with a complicated expression.

She didn't expect this to happen when she came, and she didn't bring a bag with gold coins, so Ye Chui found her a thick bag, the kind that comes with takeout.

Lan Ying'er's hands were almost trembling as she put the gold coins into Yan Ming's bag after counting them. Only then did she calm down a little. She asked Ye Chui's bank card number, and then made a few operations on her phone, and Ye Chui received the prompt.

, 1.26 million has been transferred to his card.

The Survivor Alliance is very skilled in this area of ​​business, transferring millions of dollars without any complicated procedures (well, including taxes...).

Millions of transactions were completed with ease.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from the game."

Lan Ying'er bumped the bag of gold coins and said with envy: "Usually new survivors with financial constraints will carefully exchange one-tenth of their points into wealth items for emergency use. These gold coins can be worth thirty points...

…So you should have gotten at least three hundred points this time, right? That’s amazing!”

Ye Chui: "...ah?"

Lan Ying'er: "???"

Three hundred points...is that considered a big deal?

Damn it, what level does his five thousand points count for?


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